Kate Spade Quotes

Think, Travel, Celebrate, Charm, Decorate, Dress, Live - colorfully

Playing dress-up begins at age five and never truly ends.

And so, like any emotionally cornered woman, I did something extreme. I joined eLove.com to try to find someone special—or not horrible—for New Year's. The internet had found me everything else of import over the last few years: An apartment, a job, a car… that Kate Spade bag. So, yes, I had some confidence in the internet.

Cynicism is intelectual dandyism, but graciousness in speech is an aphrodisiac. (Andy Spade)

When did people begin to wear clothing with writing on it? Was this not significant? I visit a beach resort. There is a fellow sitting on the sand and his T-shirt says in bold letters: "Tommy." Is he Tommy? Of course not. Tommy is Tommy Hilfiger, the designer who writes his name all over everything and people buy it. Kate Spade puts her name on a purse and it sells for several hundred dollars. Calvin Klein enhances your underwear with his name. ... Where did they get their strange power? What did they do to derange people so that they actually pay for the right to wear an advertisement for what they have just bought?

There's nothing sexier than competence, and the woman has it in spades.

Kate Spade

She is quick and curious and playful and strong.

You want to stay here and sleep your life away? That's it?" "If you knew what would make you happy, wouldn't you do it?" I asked her. "See, you do want to be happy. Then why did you tell me that being happy is dumb?" she asked. "You said that to me more than once." "Let me be dumb," I said, glugging the NyQuil. "You go be smart and tell me how great it is. I'll be here, hibernating." Reva rolled her eyes. "It's natural," I told her. "People used to hibernate all the time." "People never hibernated. Where are you getting this?" She could look really pathetic when she was outraged. She got up and stood there holding her stupid knockoff Kate Spade bag or whatever it was, her hair pulled back into a ponytail and crowned with a useless, plastic, tortoiseshell headband. She was always getting her hair blown out, her eyebrows waxed into thin, arched, parentheses, her fingernails painted various shades of pink and purple, as though all of this made her a wonderful person. "It's not up for discussion, Reva. This is what I'm doing. If you can't accept it, then you don't have to.

It’s natural,” I told her. “People used to hibernate all the time.” “People never hibernated. Where are you getting this?” She could look really pathetic when she was outraged. She got up and stood there holding her stupid knockoff Kate Spade bag or whatever it was, her hair pulled back into a ponytail and crowned with a useless, plastic, tortoiseshell headband. She was always getting her hair blown out, her eyebrows waxed into thin arched parentheses, her fingernails painted various shades of pink and purple, as though all of this made her a wonderful person.

There’s nothing sexier than competence, and the woman has it in spades.

The woman owned never-worn Jimmy Choos and Manolos to die for and now they’re all mine,” Jazz announced starting up the car. “Along with some choice Prada and Kate Spade bags,” she said with a reverential sigh, glancing at the bags in the passenger seat. “And the clothes,” she sighed, “she’s my size.

The man has confidence in spades, a smile that could melt the panties off a nun, and eyes that convey everything without him speaking a word.

The last thing she saw was the bottom of a spade coming straight for her head.

never plastic, not even for a picnic),

Pretend to relax

Devote a year to sampling tea foods and condiments from around the world

you can rent the tree from your local nursery.)